First off, I know you don’t typically read my blog, but I hope that when I ask you to go read my latest post, you actually do come read this. Second, I know we chose not to exchange anything for mother’s day and father’s day this year, but this isn’t a gift… this is me expressing myself on my blog, which is what I started the blog for. (So there)
Almost 4 years ago I made the decision to move halfway across the country to give our relationship a serious shot, from there things moved quick with you and I and before we knew it we were married and I was telling you that I was pregnant (and not long after, telling you two more times!) I will never forget the look of joy on your face when I told you that I took a test and it was positive, all three times I could see how happy you were to be welcoming a baby into our lives. Seeing that gave me the confidence to face pregnancy head on.
I want to thank you for standing by me through those days and days of morning sickness. When all I would do is lie in bed and all the chores fell to you, when I couldn’t stomach changing the boys diapers and you changed more then your fair share, for rubbing my back every single day so I could sleep. I also want to thank you (again) for searching everywhere for the pretzels I was craving, only to find them and bring them home for me to open the bag, eat one, and let them go stale in the cupboard. And, you know, dealing with my random tearful outbursts over the most mundane things (like the chocolate cream pie not defrosting fast enough)
I remember the day we seen each of the kids on the ultrasound and found out their genders. You were so excited to be having a little boy the first two times, and looked just as excited and yet so scared when we found out Zoey was a girl! My heart swelled watching you watch the ultrasound screen. The love I could see in your face for the little alien baby on the screen was indescribable.
I remember seeing you hold each of our babies the first time. The joy, the love and the peace I could see. A Daddy welcoming his babies into the world. I tear up just thinking about it. I wish I had a camera to capture that moment (obviously I was far to exhausted to think of that at the time, so instead the images are forever imprinted on my mind for me to enjoy in private, which is perfectly okay with me!)
I fall more in love with you everyday watching you our kids. The three of them are beyond lucky to have you in their lives. You teach them things that I, as a Mom, just can’t. Like how to build a good train track for their Thomas trains, how to get as dirty as possible in the sand, how to roughhouse without hurting each other. And all the things that I’m not even sure you are conscious of teaching them. You’re teaching them to be confident, self-assured, and proud. They’re watching how you treat me. They’re watching how you never leave or enter our house without kisses and hugs. You’re teaching them how to be a great partner. You’re teaching them about the important treasure that is family.
You are their hero. They watch everything that you do, learn from everything that you do, and want to do everything that you do. You are, and will continue to be, a big player in their self-esteem. I couldn’t have picked a better person for my sons to want to be like and my daughter to want in a future husband.
I want to thank you for supporting me as a stay at home mom and making the sacrifices necessary to make things work as a one income household. I want to thank you for understanding when I have a hard day with the kids and taking over with the kids so I can catch a breather.
Thank you for being an amazing husband and an even better Daddy.
Happy Father’s Day